Rey was sitting on a bench, his silver and long hair was tied in a bun. He was just using his phone in the hallway of the school. There was a few people around him but he didn't seem to really care. And his bag was next to him.

You've always wanted to try talking to him; but he never knew you existed, even if you are known as the "perfect" popular girl at school. A lot of guys liked you, but Rey was just always on his phone.